July 2012
“i need to stop,” i whispered as i clicked next episode.
I'm tired of caring too much.
how do i stop growing up this isn’t fun anymore
yesterday: i'll start tomorrow
today: tomorrow
tomorrow: tomorrow
10 years later: tomorrow
goingguido:
“what college do you wanna go to???”
“what do you wanna be when you grow up???”
“how many kids are you gonna have??”
“do you have a boyfriend yet??”
“did you make any friends yet???”
“what are your grades like now????”
“I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything...”
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via fuckoff-mondays)
damnthatswhatshesaid:
pitbull looks like the naked mole rat from kim possible
do you see it
d o y o u
